Let’s be honest, does anyone look sexy running? Why, even someone of Brad Pitt’s caliber would probably look worse for wear pacing the cobblestones of Prague. So watch the first few minutes of this scene – featuring Roman Smid and Erik Franke in their rather unattractive jogging gear – as a slight distraction from the main action that follows. Having undertaken a hardcore cardio workout on the street, the two aspiring Olympians crash at Sven Laarson’s, where their excited host immediately puts them to the test!
Initially, the action is seen through the eyes of blond boy Laarson, as Smid and diminutive Franke kiss and fondle for his apparent amusement. But it’s not long before director John Smith commits to a more traditional shooting method – at which point the ensuing trio take on a more familiar (and no doubt increasingly heated) nature. Indeed, within moments, Laarson is feasting on all that hard flesh that has run (literally) to his door; before he grabs a plastic “dog tail” and shoves the toy up Franke’s impatient little asshole.
Inspired, the good man soon takes his turn as “doggie”; then pushes Franke onto the sofa and gives his little buddy the kind of raw, animal fucking he surely needs and deserves! Cue a fantastic trio of balls that culminates in a fucking festival – Smid fucking Laarson fucking Franke – and finally culminates in Franke getting an absolutely terrific load of cum from his two dirty buddies!
